..ok," I said sheepishly. "But you promise, right? No touching, only a looking and you'll leave whenever I say." "Sure. We promise," they all chimed i... simultaneously. I knew this was against my better judgment, but the alcohol and all their attention from the evening jaded my judgment. So without another thought, we headed out the door and over to my house. We were there and in the house within a matter of minutes. I put on some sexy music and fixed myself a stiff drink, bringing beers for the. That fetching midriff. I could see her bellybutton. She thrust her bare feet in the air. Her toenails were all gleaming pink. She had spent the morning painting them. I had hoped it would occupy her longer.“Let's go to the store,” she said. “We're running low on stuff.”“I have to get this work done,” I said, staring at her. Green eyes, a slender body. Her breasts were ripe, though. They thrust up cupped by her tank top. Was she even wearing a bra? “I'm sorry. It's work.”“But I'm bored,” she. You said all the X's would do whatever I wanted. Shirley didn't. She didn't want to give up anything to belong to our group. The rest of us did give things up." What did you or Brenda give up, Kenny?" Brenda has to share Emily now. I have to share myself with all your X's." Poor baby. What a terrible sacrifice you're making." I'm sharing you with them too." Kenny, don't pretend. None of this is a hardship for you. You love having all of us wanting you like this. This is the harem you've always. They were quietly lead into a dark corner of the big lounge-room where they could see their slut-wives being fucked in all manner of ways. They said nothing, but all took out their cocks and started to wank to the sight of their wives being used and fucked so lewdly and openly. The rest of the guys shielded the husbands from being seen by the sluts. For over an hour as their sluts actively encouraged the men to fuck them in all manner of ways, they watched their slut-wives being fuck-whores,.